The reason he was so fucking wrong was because the duck he had chosen was Tentaculos, Quackity's pet. (please understand the reference). Quackity was the leader of the Las Nevadas mafia and was absolutely merciless to anyone. Even the most fearless are afraid of him.
Wilbur continued running for his life until someone landed in front of him. Their golden wings spread.
"Where do you think you're going" The voice was eerily calm. Wilbur couldn't see their face but it frightening him enough.
"U-uh I um..."
"Stop stuttering and give me back my goddamn duck."
"I-I can't"
"Why is this duck even important to you just give it back and we won't have any problems, Si?"
"Spanish?" Wilbur thought. "Oh shit..." It had finally hit him. This wasn't any random stranger, this was the Quackity, leader of the Las Nevadas mafia.
"O-okay look umm Mister Quackity, if i tell you, you'd say it's a childish reason but hear me out I was blackmailed into a dare, okay?" He was just praying he wouldn't get brutally murdered
"That is childish, I will do something way worse if you don't hand that duck over right now. How'd you even know my name?" Wilbur shivered
"We-well first of all speaking Spanish kinda gave it away as well as your wings but wh-why do you even want the duck so bad?"
"I have my reasons, now give me the duck. Please"
"I-i'm sorry... I can't."
Heh you get a cliffhanger bitches.
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Mafia quackbur
FanfictionQuackity is the leader of the Las Nevadas mafia. Wilbur on the outside seems like a normal person but he is actually the heir to the Syndicate, except he doesn't know this. Wilbur accidentally steals something from the Las Nevadas mafia. What happen...
